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It's hard to not be depressed in a situation where you would be objectively better off dead - Mood:Bad

Monday November 05 201810:37:53 AM |

I wanedt to do something with my life. I wanted work that has a meaning and makes a difference. I'm completely incapable of doing anything meaningful. I couldn't make it as a nurse, it was like being in my own personal tailor-made definition of Hell every single day.

I couldn't endure the factory, it was simply so worthless. It was like standing in my own, unmarked grave, waiting for death.

Now I find myself incapable of taking up the goddamn book and actually studying. I would rather push my head into a wood chipper.

The only thing I can do and that I am good at is english. But like everything else tolerable and easy, it's not a real job. Nobody hires translators, and if you luck out, there's no pay. I'd be making less money than I did at the factory, at the odd times I am not unemployed.

I am capable of nothing worthwhile and nothing I am capable of is worth anything.